Sasha stared at the runnels of water against the window. She ached everywhere and the IV felt uncomfortable enough she didn’t want to move her right hand. They were all dead, Colin, Rod and Becka... Everyone on the team was dead except her, Sister Lucia announced coolly, as an aide quietly dressed her wounds. Tears started from Sasha’s eyes and raced down her bruised and lacerated face.
“Colin? Are you sure….”
“Try to tell me everything you can recall. What exactly happened?” Sister Lucia asked. Her arms crossed her tall thin frame; her face was drawn into a tightly controlled expression, only her eyes revealed her doubtful thoughts.
“The demon directed them to attack me first. I was standing at the pinnacle of the Light. Colin, Becka and Rod were behind me. The vampires came at me while I was opening my Bible. They had picked up various sized branches and they were hitting me even though I was inside the circle. I remember hearing Colin swear and yell something but I was too involved with the attack by that point to understand him. Something struck me from behind. I remember seeing Colin tearing the vampires away from me in the chaos.”
“Do you remember anything else?” Sister Lucia asked patiently, withholding any comment. Sasha closed her eyes trying to concentrate through the fog in her thoughts as pain coursed through her battered body.
“Then something or someone yanked me up and slammed me against the massive trunk of the old oak tree. I must have passed out because everything went dark and I can’t remember anything else.” Sasha muttered through swollen lips.
“Brody got there too late, two of the creatures escaped. Try to rest now and maybe you can recall more at a later time,” Sister Lucia replied, looking down at Sasha dubiously, her tone more accusatory than kind. The pain was winning this battle and Sasha was finding it very hard to concentrate. She closed her eyes and tried to breathe through the intense pain. Suddenly Sasha felt the sting of something in her veins and opened her eyes to see the aide withdrawing the needle from the IV port. Relief from the throbbing pain swept through her and Sasha slipped back into unconsciousness.
Sister Lucia went to her office and pulled out her private cell phone, ending the minimal buzzing of the ‘silent’ ring.
“Yes? Good, send them here as soon as you can. None of this is adding up. I’ll be waiting.” She frowned and went to stare out the window at the downpour. Evidence was washing away, how could they learn the truth now she wondered? She hoped Brody could round up some of their better Seekers. Many of them did not like working in teams but it was always safest for everyone involved…well usually. Sister Lucia shook her head, she didn’t want to believe the mysterious caller, ‘…a traitor on the team? Was Sasha a traitor?’ Sister Lucia looked down at her desk and released a long sigh of frustration. The only team survivor was Sasha, it looked very bad. She had too many questions to place any credence to what the woman said. She would set a trap and if the woman was possessed, turned or lying; she would find out.